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- Super Heavy Weight
- Posts: 5147
- Joined: February 12th, 2004, 9:17 pm
- Location: Los Angeles
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- Straw Weight
- Posts: 55
- Joined: February 6th, 2006, 12:43 pm
Who me, Shox? Is Neva a nurse/Ill the shock from the doc/
that'll carry a hearse/and let blacc caskets drop/
When they bury you in dirt/So whats worse/
Militia's Murked/
or the shot's from the saint where he burst on ya skirt/
Like I said befo' boy ya rhymes is ABC's/
Go back to the basics like Sesame street/
dont eva mention the hood/
Ill have ya growin Daisies/
Cuz when I bring nightmares on Grape Street/
Last prayer will be "Don't Spray thee"/
Thanx fo' the complement Im know Im so commercial/
But its from dem dollaz and cents I get from ya moma's girdle/
So many triccs run thru her holes like Dennis Herschel/
I have her coppin dollaz and hoppin the hurdles/
Cuz she runnin the tracc like Jack and Joyner/
like trains on the tracc, ya sis can join her/
givin brains from the hoodrats that give her Poin-ters/
I got that hot man snot, I cant disappoint-Her/
And listen Philly Feminem/
Remember Im the Nigga that got the cheeseteak
to tear ya sis from limb to limb/
Ill cut her like cheesecakes and I shoot humpin' jumpers from/
my balls let her mouf be the rim/
And my nigga flip chickens
like white birds be cooked in kitchens/
Get ya hustle on my nig/
See how I grill these weak niggaz watch and listen/
Yall punk @ss niggaz wanna get at a nigga when I got finals
that'll carry a hearse/and let blacc caskets drop/
When they bury you in dirt/So whats worse/
Militia's Murked/
or the shot's from the saint where he burst on ya skirt/
Like I said befo' boy ya rhymes is ABC's/
Go back to the basics like Sesame street/
dont eva mention the hood/
Ill have ya growin Daisies/
Cuz when I bring nightmares on Grape Street/
Last prayer will be "Don't Spray thee"/
Thanx fo' the complement Im know Im so commercial/
But its from dem dollaz and cents I get from ya moma's girdle/
So many triccs run thru her holes like Dennis Herschel/
I have her coppin dollaz and hoppin the hurdles/
Cuz she runnin the tracc like Jack and Joyner/
like trains on the tracc, ya sis can join her/
givin brains from the hoodrats that give her Poin-ters/
I got that hot man snot, I cant disappoint-Her/
And listen Philly Feminem/
Remember Im the Nigga that got the cheeseteak
to tear ya sis from limb to limb/
Ill cut her like cheesecakes and I shoot humpin' jumpers from/
my balls let her mouf be the rim/
And my nigga flip chickens
like white birds be cooked in kitchens/
Get ya hustle on my nig/
See how I grill these weak niggaz watch and listen/
Yall punk @ss niggaz wanna get at a nigga when I got finals
13 PAGES AGO ...ya wack ass betta post wut geno means
I eat philly cheese steaks and shit bricks like beans...
I cut em somethin clean like swingin guillotines,
and rupture spleens, bloodstream syrup full of Lean...
because I be on the hunt with multiple killin schemes,
I can f*** 'em ova verbal or murder as it seems
Judge by the sixteen or carried out with a beam...
I spit thru metal like braces with submachines...
Im only eight lines only a half of sixteen...
Game the mess ova nigga now you judge who's KING...
MAN YALL SOME WEAK @SS NIGGAZ...
IM OFFICIALLLY RETIRIN because IT AINT NOOO COMPETITION
YOU Nilli VANILLI,
Sweet Swisher I split/
I'll smoke ya like phillies/
I make hot bullets catch ya throat like hot choke chillie/
And bust caps on dead red baseball caps
Send lead thru straight heads on the "P"/
And be like can Philly really feel me/
Im a show craccers crumble as soft as lillie/
Keep "nigga" out ya mouf...get that "Billy"?
Yo flow aint wicked/I bust through with that wicked flow, I'm not tupac but I make it snow yooo!!!!!
Its mo like Sh*t/
Ask militia about his flow/
You cant get no worse than it/
Bein' from Bronx, where beat-boxin' and b-boys brakin' all started
You's a disappointment to the hardest artists/
Im a crucify that @ss but u neva a matyr/
Go to Buroughs to Borrow ya flow from Brooklyn and Sean Carter/
Aint no tommorow fa ya fa sho'/
When I blow heat from down below like sorrows/
From the heat I speak to cook and burn bone marrow/
And Reach heights and Kill-Man's-like Jaro/
Ill kill ya with a glance and break Jaws tho'/
Ill stop ya advance so command withdrawals/
And I killarmies like Romans with Laurel/
Cut thru ya with saws when I see meat raw hoe/
AND LEMME SCHOOL YALL NONE RAPPIN' @SS NIGGAZ ON SUMTHIN'
THE BOLD B's is CALLED ALLITERATION...LOOK IT UP U DUMB @SSES...MAN YALL SHOULD'VE GOT SUMTHIN FROM ENGLISH CLASS...
I DIDNT THINK I HAD TO TEACH NIGGAZ HOW TO RAP FA COMPETITION IN HERE...
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- Light Heavy Weight
- Posts: 1417
- Joined: August 9th, 2006, 7:52 pm
- Location: BOOGIE DOWN BRONX
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- Light Heavy Weight
- Posts: 1417
- Joined: August 9th, 2006, 7:52 pm
- Location: BOOGIE DOWN BRONX
my flows always official, u got a fetish for toilet tissue
fu*kin star wars nerd, may the forces be witchu
with ya fake record label, pop a shot thru ya navel
u cant watch tv kuzz ya moms aint got cable
fuckin broke ass nigga, actin like he's the great
ill eat this lil grape kuzz he's chillin on my plate
from a scale of 1-10 ill give u a 8
but when it comes 2 rhymin' dawg, im head of the state
this monica lewinski nigga gives head 2 the state
this gay photographer nigga prolly got it on tape
wut type of gay shit is that? wut the hell were u thinkin'
u was sober all day, so dont say u wuz drinkin'
the homie shox is more like a ballerina nigga
u a fan of britney spears n cristina nigga
so stop hatin' mothafu*ka like my rhymes r trash
u in the strip club with game gettin' fu*ked in the ass
holla at ya boy, i dont gotta drop 1000 flows 2 say somthin'...ill just drop a single atomic bomb out this bitch....
fu*kin star wars nerd, may the forces be witchu
with ya fake record label, pop a shot thru ya navel
u cant watch tv kuzz ya moms aint got cable
fuckin broke ass nigga, actin like he's the great
ill eat this lil grape kuzz he's chillin on my plate
from a scale of 1-10 ill give u a 8
but when it comes 2 rhymin' dawg, im head of the state
this monica lewinski nigga gives head 2 the state
this gay photographer nigga prolly got it on tape
wut type of gay shit is that? wut the hell were u thinkin'
u was sober all day, so dont say u wuz drinkin'
the homie shox is more like a ballerina nigga
u a fan of britney spears n cristina nigga
so stop hatin' mothafu*ka like my rhymes r trash
u in the strip club with game gettin' fu*ked in the ass
holla at ya boy, i dont gotta drop 1000 flows 2 say somthin'...ill just drop a single atomic bomb out this bitch....
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- Straw Weight
- Posts: 55
- Joined: February 6th, 2006, 12:43 pm
dis aint bad coo spit homieBxxMILITIA wrote:my flows always official, u got a fetish for toilet tissue
fu*kin star wars nerd, may the forces be witchu
with ya fake record label, pop a shot thru ya navel
u cant watch tv kuzz ya moms aint got cable
fuckin broke ass nigga, actin like he's the great
ill eat this lil grape kuzz he's chillin on my plate
from a scale of 1-10 ill give u a 8
but when it comes 2 rhymin' dawg, im head of the state
this monica lewinski nigga gives head 2 the state
this gay photographer nigga prolly got it on tape
wut type of gay shit is that? wut the hell were u thinkin'
u was sober all day, so dont say u wuz drinkin'
the homie shox is more like a ballerina nigga
u a fan of britney spears n cristina nigga
so stop hatin' mothafu*ka like my rhymes r trash
u in the strip club with game gettin' fu*ked in the ass
holla at ya boy, i dont gotta drop 1000 flows 2 say somthin'...ill just drop a single atomic bomb out this bitch....
- Young Deuce
- Light Heavy Weight
- Posts: 1909
- Joined: September 23rd, 2005, 8:28 am
- Location: St.Louis,MO
a i was listen ta my chi town nigga Bump J all day and i couldnt get the beat from the Move Aruond song out my head so i just wrote a lil sumthin too it......
Only 2 thingz the say get up or get on the fuckin ground/
St. Louis main motto I spit quotes about the hometown/
Vacoz,crooked copz, and fiendz iz a incest/
And spendin money on work iz a main invest/
My niggaz and me spit cold bars like Klondike/
We report the daily news like Walter Cronkike/
They say im next up I just made the quota/
Im mean with it and too nice...guess u can kall me bipolar/
We ruthless, we excute niggazand on they grave pissin/
Just steadily climbin the chartz knockin niggaz outta positionz/
We Leave him so hurt they gotta see the next best phyiscian/
Im just a smart ass dude tryin ta put outta a betta mission/
Yall niggaz can talk about how the ice on ya neck turn u numb and red/
Thats all gravy yall can be flashy i rather hold the gun instead/
Thatz how the kid do it/So yeah I spit fluid/
Im hotta tahn the sun/so yall betta cool it/
Only 2 thingz the say get up or get on the fuckin ground/
St. Louis main motto I spit quotes about the hometown/
Vacoz,crooked copz, and fiendz iz a incest/
And spendin money on work iz a main invest/
My niggaz and me spit cold bars like Klondike/
We report the daily news like Walter Cronkike/
They say im next up I just made the quota/
Im mean with it and too nice...guess u can kall me bipolar/
We ruthless, we excute niggazand on they grave pissin/
Just steadily climbin the chartz knockin niggaz outta positionz/
We Leave him so hurt they gotta see the next best phyiscian/
Im just a smart ass dude tryin ta put outta a betta mission/
Yall niggaz can talk about how the ice on ya neck turn u numb and red/
Thats all gravy yall can be flashy i rather hold the gun instead/
Thatz how the kid do it/So yeah I spit fluid/
Im hotta tahn the sun/so yall betta cool it/
Ya flow is off brand and neva official/
Cuz I got that heat 4 that ass that blow like pistols/
I BOMB Atomic Bombs u bomb Scud missles/
So ducc and dodge when ya hear the warnin' whistles/
Cuz niggaz get fried like hot grease boiled in Crisco/
Cuz Im Tearin' thru fresh white tees like toilet tissue/
Serve Ya Point Blank Range, Boy I can't Miss u/
To put dis fag out his misery, he havin' bitch issues/
U addicted to death like Felix mitchell/
and a Headstone over the grave with R.I.P. ova ya Initials/
Rest in piss, for diz trans Better Known As "Crystal"/
Cuz I got that heat 4 that ass that blow like pistols/
I BOMB Atomic Bombs u bomb Scud missles/
So ducc and dodge when ya hear the warnin' whistles/
Cuz niggaz get fried like hot grease boiled in Crisco/
Cuz Im Tearin' thru fresh white tees like toilet tissue/
Serve Ya Point Blank Range, Boy I can't Miss u/
To put dis fag out his misery, he havin' bitch issues/
U addicted to death like Felix mitchell/
and a Headstone over the grave with R.I.P. ova ya Initials/
Rest in piss, for diz trans Better Known As "Crystal"/
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- Light Heavy Weight
- Posts: 1417
- Joined: August 9th, 2006, 7:52 pm
- Location: BOOGIE DOWN BRONX
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- Light Heavy Weight
- Posts: 1417
- Joined: August 9th, 2006, 7:52 pm
- Location: BOOGIE DOWN BRONX
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- Light Heavy Weight
- Posts: 1417
- Joined: August 9th, 2006, 7:52 pm
- Location: BOOGIE DOWN BRONX
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- Light Heavy Weight
- Posts: 1417
- Joined: August 9th, 2006, 7:52 pm
- Location: BOOGIE DOWN BRONX
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- Super Heavy Weight
- Posts: 5147
- Joined: February 12th, 2004, 9:17 pm
- Location: Los Angeles
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- Super Heavy Weight
- Posts: 3926
- Joined: December 20th, 2005, 4:42 pm
- Location: Bx,ny-(secor houses) 2 bmore
"kuzz 10 of ur wack verses couldnt fu-- with 1 of mine
my rhymes make sense,my money's neva spent
u cant pay rent, broker than 25 cents
u bitch ass nigga, shox aint neva pull a trigga
with ya fake ass label, u more commercial than jigga "
^ shit like this is what gets heavy play on the chatroom forums(only on the forums might i add) ...all my barz make sense niggah i have yet to really see some fire where niggahs didnt say anything just to make a ryhme
my rhymes make sense,my money's neva spent
u cant pay rent, broker than 25 cents
u bitch ass nigga, shox aint neva pull a trigga
with ya fake ass label, u more commercial than jigga "
^ shit like this is what gets heavy play on the chatroom forums(only on the forums might i add) ...all my barz make sense niggah i have yet to really see some fire where niggahs didnt say anything just to make a ryhme
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- Super Heavy Weight
- Posts: 3926
- Joined: December 20th, 2005, 4:42 pm
- Location: Bx,ny-(secor houses) 2 bmore
[quote="GOODFELLA"]SAY MY SHIT FAST BITCH!!!!!
BX militia why must you make me re-iterate......
ya mother i did her great.... ya sister her tits are fake....
tell that bitch to bring me fish how long will my dinner take....
enemies on my plate... opponents to obliterate...
now its time to murda you with award winning rhymes (grammy winnaz)
you might need a suit of armor like in sword swinging times (sword swingaz)
how many times will i murda you more than four frigging times (fo times bitch)
you were concieved by two crackheads in a ford sniffing lines (OOOOH)
and even so... and even tho.... you grew to be a ho.... (true)
and due to bein slow.... really tho.... your crew can bleed and choke...(DAMN!)
your shits indeed a joke.... silly ho... fall the fu-- back.... (DO IT)
sperm depository.... aint that what you call your butt crack (U NASTY BITCH!!!)
pussy you suck rap... im mean your raps suck....
capped up in a mack truck makin fast bucks suckin black nuts (OH SHIT!!!)
yea dats your job aint it.... to be perfectly blunt....
professional knob polisher BXmilitia... employee of the month (DAYUUUM!!!)[/quote]
^ haha..i cant rap says the man who puts add-lives on a computer freestyle...unbelievable ...you cant be from philly...philly niggahs right now got the eastcoast on lock when it comes to freestylers i know becuase i been around street battles with philly dudes...not to mention this is a perfect example of just saying shit in bars to ryhme
"your shits indeed a joke.... silly ho... fall the fu-- back.... (DO IT)
sperm depository.... aint that what you call your butt crack (U NASTY BITCH!!!)"
BX militia why must you make me re-iterate......
ya mother i did her great.... ya sister her tits are fake....
tell that bitch to bring me fish how long will my dinner take....
enemies on my plate... opponents to obliterate...
now its time to murda you with award winning rhymes (grammy winnaz)
you might need a suit of armor like in sword swinging times (sword swingaz)
how many times will i murda you more than four frigging times (fo times bitch)
you were concieved by two crackheads in a ford sniffing lines (OOOOH)
and even so... and even tho.... you grew to be a ho.... (true)
and due to bein slow.... really tho.... your crew can bleed and choke...(DAMN!)
your shits indeed a joke.... silly ho... fall the fu-- back.... (DO IT)
sperm depository.... aint that what you call your butt crack (U NASTY BITCH!!!)
pussy you suck rap... im mean your raps suck....
capped up in a mack truck makin fast bucks suckin black nuts (OH SHIT!!!)
yea dats your job aint it.... to be perfectly blunt....
professional knob polisher BXmilitia... employee of the month (DAYUUUM!!!)[/quote]
^ haha..i cant rap says the man who puts add-lives on a computer freestyle...unbelievable ...you cant be from philly...philly niggahs right now got the eastcoast on lock when it comes to freestylers i know becuase i been around street battles with philly dudes...not to mention this is a perfect example of just saying shit in bars to ryhme
"your shits indeed a joke.... silly ho... fall the fu-- back.... (DO IT)
sperm depository.... aint that what you call your butt crack (U NASTY BITCH!!!)"
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- Super Heavy Weight
- Posts: 5147
- Joined: February 12th, 2004, 9:17 pm
- Location: Los Angeles
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- Super Heavy Weight
- Posts: 3926
- Joined: December 20th, 2005, 4:42 pm
- Location: Bx,ny-(secor houses) 2 bmore
[quote="Qdawg"]if a niggah say he can see the boy Q- dog he must be crazy/i got this rap shit on lock like the jaws of a pitbull / like shox said i put g's on a niggah head with no problem / i got cash money to waste like i rolled with baby williams click /dont sleep though a niggah owe me paper dont think im talking about the watts gang when i say im bounty hunting / imma eat till i get full i got land for sale in the hood like i worked for a real estate business / being broke wasnt a good feeling im used to having daily conversations with my stomach / young soldier carrying my beef like tupac which means im riding on my enemys / cook it cut it bag it then let my youngins flip it / u got fagots like young duece who cant play sports but still trying so he can have a excuse to play with balls / i speak on violence cause thats all a niggah know /i heard saint jaymes is a good reciever so imma see if he can play terrell owens when i toss him some bullets /i aint a franchise boy but im leaning and rocking from the head im getting from militia girl / only reason most of these niggahs survived that gang shit is because they never came across a real brother/ fu*k shooting at legs im giving mugshots like the kind they hand out in police precincts/[/quote]
q dawg , you got some heat there.........
q dawg , you got some heat there.........
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- Super Heavy Weight
- Posts: 3926
- Joined: December 20th, 2005, 4:42 pm
- Location: Bx,ny-(secor houses) 2 bmore
i dont say shit to make ryhmes im telling real hood stories even though it was a short battle props to the dude saintjaymes he outta him ,duece,militia,goodfella(who i didnt know was white i would of never even came at him) came at me the hardest...the rest of these niggahs had no heat so in return there reply was q you cant ryhme ...had this been a street battle niggahs would of got they money took & smacked up for talking like they nice with them bars they was saying
Take dis how u want to Militia but I honestly feel like dis I do dis sh*t 4 me I dont do it for anybody else...I just Call dis a lyrical exercise.So when I put the pen to the page I come with fire...u obviously get somethin outta it 2...Take it 4 what it is...exercise.. I know when u go to the park and play a picc-up game u dont expect niggaz to tell u if u good or not..YOU JUST PLAY 4 the fun of it...man, i dont wanna hear shit anymore, ya niggas that thro shots at me aint fuckin with me...strait like that, its watever...ill bring it direct, no props(shox), no critisizing(goodfella) n no wack ass bars(q dawg).....im tired of this ping pong shit....
If dis is a war of attrition/
Militia just stop all the bitchin'
And get back to the man on a mission/
Lets stop, pause from dissin/
And stop learn and listen/
These lyrics on the board or no more then mental nutrition/
the rewards from dis board aint neva missin'/
You get whatcha can from dis verbal ambition/
So Play ya position in dis competition/
And lets get back to our nightly tradition/
To be continued from dis intermission/
NOW DATS the END OF DIS LYRICAL TRANSMISSION/